Peter/YB X Female Reader //Highschool Drama//

Chapter 42: Locker Room Fun *Smut Warning!*

Y/N POV

As soon as the bell rang, I stood up and ran out of the class and towards the locker rooms.
"Hey Y/N. Where you going?" Opal asked as I ran past her.
"No time to chat Opal. I'll see ya after school." I said, looking over my shoulder at her.
She gave me a half smile and continued towards her last class. When I got to the hall where the locker rooms were, it was empty.
"Peter?" I said, looking around.
I walked past one of the entrances of the locker rooms, only to be grabbed and pulled into the room. Before I could yell, a hand was placed over my mouth.
"It's just me." Peter whispered, into my ear.
I frowned and pulled his hand away from my mouth.
"What the hell is going on?" I asked, looking over my shoulder.
He had a sly smirk on his face. He grabbed my waist and pushed me against the door, grinding against my ass.
"P-peter!" I gasped.
"We gotta be quiet, darling~" He purred, sliding one hand up my shirt.
"We can't do this in school. We're gonna be late for class. A-and if we get caught, we're gonna be in so much trouble." I said.
"We won't get caught. And fuck class. I've had you on my mind all day and can't fucking take it anymore." He growled.
"F-fine. But we gotta be quick. O-ok?" I stuttered.
Peter let go of my waist and fumbled with his belt. I quickly grabbed my belt, undoing it and pulling it through the loops. I heard Peter's pants hit the ground. He grabbed mine and pulled them down.
"H-hey. No need to be so rough right now." I said as he grabbed my waist.
"You said we need to be quick." He said, lowering a hand between my legs.
I moaned as he began to rub my pussy.
"F-fuck~" I moaned.
I put one of my hands against the door and used the other to cover my mouth. He rubbed roughly against my clit. Tears pricked in my eyes from pleasure. I felt his cock between my thighs. Soon he pulled his hand away and started rubbing his tip against my entrance. He placed on hand on the door and the other around my waist.
"R-ready?" He asked, moaning a little.
I nodded and he pushed himself in slowly. I moaned loudly, but luckily they were muffled. Peter bit his lip to muffle his moans. He began to thrust into me, roughly. Soon the room was filled with muffled moans and other lewd noises. Peter began to kiss my neck, mumbling to me about how perfect I was and more. My legs started to shake. I was getting close to my orgasm. Peter's throbbing cock continued to thrust into me.
"I-I'm gonna... C-cum Peter~" I moaned, putting my hand that was covering my mouth on the door.
I tried to bite my lip to prevent my moans from slipping out. Peter brought the hand that was around my waist, up to my head, putting 2 of his fingers into my mouth.
"Shh~" He purred into my ear before biting at it.
My legs shook violently as I came, my walls tightened around his throbbing cock. Peter moaned loudly before lightly biting my neck to shut himself up. He was taking forever to cum. Fuck, I was gonna be so fucking late to class. I was trying to come up with an excuse to tell the teacher but my brain was to focused on Peter's cock thrusting into me. After a few more minutes, his thrusting slowed down and he pulled out, spraying his warm seed all over my ass and thighs. I felt like I could just collapse, but luckily Peter pulled me into his arms, kissing my forehead.
"You did amazing, darling. You're so good~" He said, smiling down at me.
"Th-thanks... But what about... Our mess." I said, looking down and seeing the slick liquid running down my legs.
"I'll go grab a towel from my locker to clean you up. Can you stand right here for me?" He asked.
I nodded, leaning against the door. He walked off for a moment. As I waited, I looked at the time. Fuck, we were gonna be a half hour late to class. Peter came back and helped clean me up and dress me again. After that, we walked to class. I was limping a little. We walked into class. The teacher glared at us both.
"Where were you 2? You're half an hour late." The teacher asked.
"Y/N tripped and sprung her ankle. We were in the nurses office taking care of it." Peter said.
Wow that was a very smart excuse. The teacher looked at us for a moment before nodding and motioning us to sit. I mentally sighed in relief.

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